Oh? And what is this I see before me? Another chapter? OH GOODY!XD See how much I love you?

As soon as the three entered the meeting room, Germany's soul absorbed Nazi's puzzle piece. He gained all of the memories that Nazi had gained.

"Lutz..." Gilbert said quietly, his crimson eyes softening significantly, "I already know. There's no need for you to say it. You've lived with the guilt, and blamed yourself for everything that happened to me." He walked over to his brother and awkwardly hugged him. "Don't blame yourself anymore. I've already forgiven you."

"R-really?" Nazi Germany asked, eyes wide. Gil nodded at his brother.

"Ve~! Same here!" Feliciano said, grinning.

"Was?" asked the German brothers.

"At the end of World War 2..." His smile faltered, and his eyes shifted to the ground. "When I'd surrendered to the Allies... It's only natural... I betrayed your trust, and you retaliated. I had hurt you without meaning to. And you hurt me in turn..."

"Feliciano... I never meant to-"

"I've forgiven you for that already. I could never hold anything against you, you know that." ~

After everything registered, he blushed and looked over at his brother and Italy. They had already forgiven hin, and he didn't know it. Well, now he did, but not before.

"VE~! Are you doing better, Germany?" Feli asked, skipping over to the flustered blond man. Ludwig stared at Feliciano for a moment. There was a torrent of emotions flooding through the personification of Germany. He felt all the turmoil and relief and love that Nazi felt. All the love and pain and loneliness and sorrow that HRE felt. And all the frustration and over-protectiveness and longing that the current him felt. All of that washed over him and, for once, he threw caution and any fuck he could've given to the wind.

He grabbed Feliciano's shoulders and kissed him. In front of the entire world. Without a single fuck of any sort given. This was the man of his dreams. The only one he'd ever wanted. When they parted, Feli was blushing. "I love you."

No one had ever seen Feliciano blush so darkly. "V-ve~! W-what?"

"I love you, since before I can remember, literally. As I said as a child, I've loved you since the 900's. I love you more than I can ever possibly say. During WWII, I attempted this, and failed because you were waiting for someone. So now, I'm going for it again: Italia Veniciano; Feliciano Vargas; will you marry me?"

Feli blinked for a moment, before tears filled his eyes and the brightest grin he'd ever grinned broke out across his face. He couldn't speak, only nod frantically. "Si!" He said breathlessly. "Si, I will!" He glomped Ludwig happily, and Ludwig held him just as tightly, grinning himself.

Less than a year later, they were married. Italy wore his old maid outfit, and Germany, with his now regained memories, dressed as HRE. Erzebet and Feliks were the maids of honor, and Gilbert and Kiku were the best men. Massimo* was the ring bearer, and Lillie was the flower girl. The whole world was in attendance to see the marriage, and they all agreed that it was the est ceremony ever.

The reception was a blast, too. Gilbert didn't get too drunk, Erzebet didn't beat him with Aldor*, and Yong Soo managed to refrain from groping Yao. Francis and Antonio played nice and didn't pick any fights with anyone. Ivan wasn't bothering anyone at the moment because his sisters latched onto him. Arthur and Alfred were getting along. Heracles and Sadiq were ignoring each other, which was probably for the best, while Gupta read a book. The micronations weren't being too loud, and Lovino was being polite for the day. That was his wedding gift for his little brother.

Finally, it came time for the best men to give their speaches. Kiku went first.

"I don't have much to say, but I wish you two the most happiness Kami can bestow upon a couple. May your happiness never fade." Then he gave the room a small, humbling bow and sat down again.

Gilbert stood slowly. He wasn't good at speaches. At least not this kind.

"I still remember when I first saw Lutz. Grossvater handed him to me and told me that he was my brother. He was so small and fragile looking. I immediately felt an urge to protect the child. He was the most precious thing Grossvater left for me. He left me someone to love and protect.

After Grossvater... left... I wasn't sure I could do a good job taking care of him. I grew into a teen, and he grew to an 8 year old. He stayed that way for the longest time. I continued growing, and though he didn't, he grew close to my strength. I knew that one day this boy, my little brother, would rule the world.

I trained him the best I could, and raised him the best I knew how. I watched him rise, and I watched him fall. I watched him love, and I watched him lose. I watched him grow and I watched him die.

But he came back. He came back to the world he left behind. He was a new brother, but he was still mine. I raised him again, and I was determined to not lose him this time. He was even stronger this time.

And when Italy befriended him, I knew that his hidden past would influence him. It would help him put up with this person who was his absolute opposite. I knew that they would get close. I won't say that I expected this, but I will say one thing:

Waiting for the one you love to notice you is hard. And if anyone deserves the happiness of loving that one person your whole life; of honest to God, once-in-a-lifetime, earth shattering, life changing, pure, true love," He looked from the guests to his brother and Feliciano. "It's these two right here. Good luck. I wish you all the best."

Feliciano wiped tears from his eyes and even Ludwig looked at his brother with slightly watery eyes. "Thank you Gilbert." he said quietly. Then he looked at Feliciano. "Thank you for waiting." He said before he kissed the bride again.

"I would never have stopped waiting." He said. "Thank you for coming back."

"I would never have stopped fighting." Ludwig smiled.

The End

Massimo=Seborga(technically, he's the Italys' younger brother)

Aldor=Hungary's frying pan(i got it from another fic)